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A soul cake, a soul cake,
Please, good missus, a soul cake,
An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry,
Any good thing to make us all merry.
A soul cake, a soul cake,
Please, good missus, a soul cake,
One for Peter, two for Paul,
And three for Him that made us all.
God bless the master of this house
And the mistress also,
And all the little children
That round your table grow;
The cattle in your stable,
The dogs at your front door,
And all that dwell within your gates
Well wish you ten times more.
A soul cake, a soul cake
Go down into the cellar
And see what you can fi nd;
If the barrels are not empty
Well hope that youll be kind;
Well hope that youll be kind
With your apple and your pear,
And well come no more a-soulin
Till Christmas time next year.
A soul cake, a soul cake
The streets are very dirty,
Me shoes are very thin,
I have a little pocket
To put a penny in;
If you havent got a penny
A hapenny will do;
If you havent got a hapenny
God bless you.
A soul cake, a soul cake